A drive Los Angeles up to Santa Barbara, this time for a wedding at the Riviera Mansion, always does tired bones some good (jesting lightly). In my mind, only California can pull off an outdoor dinner in the fall with such grace. This soiree forwent tradition and had a certain untraditional flair I am so very fond of. A groomsman looking for an excuse to go shirtless and juggle billiard balls, what’s not to love? Disposable film cameras for the guests to document the night beside me. Thinking back, fun little bits of personality remind me of past moments like when this couple voluntarily wrapped a python around their shoulders.
This series of wedding photos is long format! I sat on the gallery for a while since the completion of the final edit, unsure if I should just post a few highlights. I’m about photojournalism through and through, delivering to you the experience of being there, and I’ll definitely be doing more of that in future blog posts.